To the northeast of the ancient city, tens of thousands of miles away, there are layers of mountains stacked on top of each other, endlessly.

The mountains in the inner mountains are tall and sloping, like sword blades, or broken edges, or wide and narrow, each with different differences.

This place is called the Wanren Mountains.

Today's overlord of the Heavenly Domain, the Sword Sect of the Cutting Mountain, is hidden in the depths of this mountain range, above the strange peaks and dangerous mountains, which means overlooking the sentient beings in the Heavenly Domain, capturing the mountains to make swords, and pointing to the world as the edge.

There are many sword cultivators in the heavenly domain, and a large number of warriors go to the Wanren Mountain Range to make pilgrimages all the time, wanting to worship the Chopping Yue Sword Sect and enter the practice.

But how high is the vision of the Slashing Yue Sword Sect? Ordinary martial artists can't even find the location of its mountain gate.

Over time, outside the Wanren Mountains, there is a small town, which is dedicated to the rest of the warriors, as a foothold, but it makes the warriors have some peace of mind.

The town of Anbei is located on the outskirts of the mountains.

This town is not big, but it has all the facilities inside, and most of the needs of the warriors can be met, including pills, weapons, and women.

The starry curtain is picturesque, and the lights are lit.

It was originally a small town in the mountains, but it did not look deserted at all, but it was very lively.

The trail outside the town, mottled by moonlight, there are four figures walking in the moon, slowly approaching Anbei, entering the inside, and then finding an inn to settle down, and the line is the four of Jun Yi.

The four of them ate small drinks and snacks in the hall, listened to the discussions of the warriors around them, and sifted through the news that was useful to them.

During the day, most of the warriors go out, and only at night will they choose to relax and have fun drinking.

It's not because it's so safe in the town, it's that it's too mixed inside, and who knows who is the yellow finch and who is the cicada?

Besides, when a martial artist cultivates in the world, what he does is to put his head on the belt of his trousers, and who knows when he will die?

Naturally, don't be careful, in the world of martial artists, where is life and death decided by oneself who can speak lightly? Or if a strong man is angry, the mountain collapses and the ground cracks, and he can't say that he will be shocked to death in it, and be a poor ghost.

In this way, it is better to enjoy it generously, at least when you die, you don't have too many regrets.

Jun Yi shook his head slightly, a warm smile on his face.

These people can also see it thoroughly, their choices, their insights, and perhaps their formation is their path, that is, the martial arts they tread.

"Woo woo, this meat is so delicious. ”

The flame poison fire spirit grabbed the demon beast meat on the table with his two small hands, didn't care about the greasy on his hands, and stuffed it into his mouth again and again, while muttering vaguely: "The previous days were really in vain. ”

"Hahaha, this kid is interesting, how old is he, how can there be any previous days?"

The warriors in the inn couldn't help but be attracted when they saw the innocent state of the fire spirit, and when they heard the words in their mouths, they all laughed loudly, and their voices were full of joy.

"Eat slowly, don't worry, your adults won't buy it, I don't have anything else here, the meat tube is enough, ah? hahahaha..."

"Woo..."

Just as he was talking, the flame poison fire spirit made a movement in his mouth, and his face turned purple, and he was choked.

Seeing this, the drunken madman shook his head and chuckled, grabbed the wine gourd in his hand, filled the bowl in front of the flame poison fire essence, and handed it over: "Here, drink this." ”

"Yo, still drink?"

When the surrounding warriors saw the drunken and crazy pouring wine, their eyes were unconsciously hooked, staring straight at it, wanting to see this fun, after all, the warriors are in the life and death outside, but there are few times when they are so happy.

"Hmm... Goo Goo ......"

The flame poison fire spirit grabbed the big bowl and hurriedly poured it into his mouth, making a burst of gurgling sounds, and the purple on his face suddenly improved a lot, but then, it was replaced by a piece of red.

"Smack..."

Inflammation

The fire spirit threw the big bowl on the table, a long wine burp in his mouth, a red little face, the eyes were blurred, but he didn't seem to be aware of it, the little hand slapped on the table "pop", and then waved his big hand, and there was a bit of arrogance in his immature voice: "Ha... Good wine!Yes, for the uncle, burp ~ full!"

"Hahahaha!!"

"This kid is interesting, I like Lao Tzu's appetite, but his grandmother's, this little guy's generation is even older than Lao Tzu?

"The kid looks like a drunkard reincarnated, and he doesn't even get drunk with a glass. ”

The people around laughed, holding the meat in their hands, drinking the wine in their palms, watching the flame poison fire essence play treasure, I don't know how long it had been since they had been so happy.

The drunken man was full of helplessness, glanced at Jun Yi, and saw that he had no opinion, so he did not refuse, but directly grabbed a small jar, opened it, and put it in front of the flame poison fire essence.

"Hmm... Good wine!"

The fire spirit sniffed, and the comer did not refuse, so he picked it up, but his body staggered, but he fell on the chair and almost fell, but he still stabilized, but the first thing he did when he got up was to pick up the wine jar and shout: "Wine, don't spill my wine." ”

"Interesting, it's been a long time since I've seen such an interesting little guy. ”

The warriors sitting around sighed, and then someone spoke, laughing and whispering: "This little guy is just like the drunkard a few days ago, and he can't walk while holding the wine jar." ”

At this time, the warrior at the other table also stood up, grabbed the wine bowl and saluted: "Hey, I have also seen that drunkard, I am really addicted to alcohol, I ask myself to dominate the world, I have seen many people, but I have never seen such an excessive." ”

"He took out all his belongings to buy alcohol and drink, and even cried while drinking, so that his companion almost had no money to pay the bill. ”

The martial artist at the same table was stunned when he heard this, his face was a little real, and he interjected and asked, "What you said, is it the person who has been provoked by the Shangyun Martial Sect these days?"

"Yes, it's him, isn't that man the drunkard's companion?

The warrior got up and saw that many warriors in the lobby of the inn had come over, but he didn't hide it, and it wasn't anything that couldn't be said, and this piece spread: "That drunkard somehow offended Yunwu Sect and was arrested." ”

"His companion is righteous, and he is also good at assassination, he didn't leave outside for dozens of days, waiting for the people of Yunwu Sect to come out, and if he couldn't kill the elders, he would kill the disciples, and if one of them was counted as one, he was a ruthless person. ”

Jun Yi paused slightly when he heard this, how did this sound a little familiar, but he didn't care too much, but he also raised his voice and said: "Brothers, why haven't you heard of this Yunwu Sect?"

"Hey, what Yunwu Sect?"

"This name is not bad, but to put it bluntly, it is just a group of rogues, who can't be on the stage, they just catch the wind of the Sword Sect and become a dog. ”

"Shhhh

The warrior was holding the wine jar in his hand, his cheeks were slightly red, and he was talking happily, but he was grabbed by the warrior at the same table, his face changed greatly, and he looked around from time to time, looking a little nervous.

"What are you afraid of? Anyone in the Heavenly Domain who has heard of the Yunwu Sect doesn't know?"

The martial artist didn't care, raised his eyes disdainfully, and happened to see Mo Yiqian holding the rag that was wiping his hands in his hand, and was slightly stunned: "Hey, little brother, what your companion is holding in his hand, isn't that on Yunwu Sect's clothes?"

"This?"

Jun Yi looked puzzled, and casually took the rag in Mo Yiqian's hand and threw it to the warrior.

The martial artist didn't think much about it, grabbed the rag in his hand, looked at it carefully with the wine, and nodded slightly: "Yes, it's on Yunwu Sect's clothes, although it is torn, but it can still be recognized." ”

"Thank you brother Tai for solving your doubts, this meal is counted on the younger brother. ”

Jun Yi and Mo Yiqian glanced at each other, then smiled, took the rag, and handed it over

Mo Yiqian.

"I'm sorry about that. ”

The warrior didn't expect such a good thing, so he couldn't help but snort, and he didn't take advantage of it, isn't it a bastard?

On Jun Yi's side, Mo Yiqian's eyes showed ruthlessness, grasping the rags in his hands, and the unconscious force in his palms spread out a faint burning sensation, melting it into ashes.

The drunken madness didn't say a word, but he grabbed the wine gourd in his hand and poured it in a big gulp, his eyes flashing with a touch of ice blue.

"Hey, by the way, little brother, you have Yunwu Sect's rags in your hand, how can you not know Yunwu Sect?"

After a while, the martial artist at the table looked at Jun Yi, with some doubts in his eyes, and his expression was inexplicable, although he let go of the drink and did not use his spiritual power to sober up, it did not mean that he was a fool.

He could see the blood stains on the rag clearly.

"This..."

Jun Yi frowned when he heard this, and seemed to hesitate slightly.

"Hey, I'm just asking. ”

When the martial artist saw the look on Jun Yi's face, he immediately became vigilant, and even hesitated, thinking about whether to draw a clear line now, don't look at him and look down on the Yunwu Sect, but it is backed by the Sword Sect of Chopping Yue, how many people in the Heavenly Domain can afford to provoke?

"It's not something that can't be said. ”

Jun Yi smiled bitterly, grabbed the wine jar and took a sip, with a little sigh on his face: "It's just that this matter is ashamed, and the younger brother is ashamed to say it, but since the brother asked, it doesn't hurt to talk about it." ”

"Oh?"

The warrior was stunned, as if things weren't as he thought?

The surrounding warriors also quietly pricked up their ears, gossip and talk about such things as money, there are not too many anywhere, and someone will always pay the bill.

"I still remember that when I was a child, I was willful and went to the mountains to practice, but I didn't expect to be attacked and killed by demon beasts, and I almost died, but I was rescued by my predecessors along the way. ”

Jun Yi's eyes were recalled, his eyes were even a little red, and he sighed to himself: "But I was saved, but my predecessor broke an arm, and when the elders of the clan arrived, I wanted to repay, but I was rejected by my seniors and left freely." ”

"All that was left was blood all over the ground and the rags on my body. ”

"So it was. ”

The surrounding martial artists looked at each other, but they didn't expect that the people of Yunwu Sect would have such a kind person, but they didn't see it.

"Since that incident, I have been grounded by the elders of the clan and have been cultivating until a few days ago. ”

"The second is to try to see if you can find clues to your benefactor. ”

Jun Yi's face was excited, his eyes trembled, and he couldn't stop sighing: "Poor God lives up to me, and finally let me find it." ”

The martial artist immediately relieved his heart when he heard this, but he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he thought about it just now, and then thought about it and said to Jun Yi: "If the little brother wants to find it, he may be able to go to Fengyun Mountain not far from the east tomorrow." ”

"There may be clues there. ”

............

The Wanren Mountains, in a gloomy cave, exude bursts of cold.

The cave is pitch black, and the water droplets drip from the top of the cave, hitting the water beach, making a slight "ticking" sound, mixed with heavy blood lingering in it, smelling it, making people feel cold.

In the depths of the cave, there are a pair of bright eyes that flicker slightly, and there is a tiredness and solemnity that cannot be concealed.

The water beach in the cave refracted the light, and the white robe on his body could be faintly seen, but it was stained with a large area of blood, and occasionally the exposed skin was full of scars, and the swords were intertwined, which made people chill to watch.

"Ahem..."

The white-clothed warrior coughed lightly, raised his head slightly, and looked at the water beach on the ground, in which a little morning light could be seen, reflecting the heavens and the earth: "Old Mo, you must hold on." ”